Rise From Eight Hundred

"Puff, puff, puff!" The sound of tearing cloth even overwhelmed the roar of the engines of two Japanese fighter planes running at full power.

Mo Songzi was protected by luck again.

He successfully hit the Japanese plane again.

However, his luck this time was obviously worse than the last time.

In the last time, half of the dozens of bullets he fired hit the Japanese naval captain's plane, but this time, only one.

Moreover, it was not the vital part of the plane.

A heavy machine gun bullet hit the front windshield of Lieutenant Niuchang's cockpit, punching a big hole in the front windshield. The madly rolling bullet almost brushed the ear of the Japanese naval lieutenant, whose hair stood up all over his body, and hit the seat.

Almost instinctively, Lieutenant Niuchang Fenjin suddenly hit the rudder, and the plane pulled up wildly.

The other hand on the bomb wrench pulled subconsciously, and the fighter plane, which was originally pulling up at a high speed, threw the bomb under the belly fiercely, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

According to calculations, when the plane dived, the bomb should be dropped on the hillside where Hill No. 1 is located. Even if it is not dropped accurately, the general direction will not be wrong. Even if Lieutenant Niu Chang is a novice, he is a pilot who has flown for 300 hours in the aviation school and has actual combat experience. This skill is definitely not weak.

However, the nose of the plane suddenly pulled up and dropped the bomb, and it is uncertain what the flight trajectory of the bomb that was detached from the hook was.

The big guy visible to the naked eye fell fiercely from the sky.

Not to mention that the Chinese soldiers in the mountains and forests dared not breathe, even a tough guy like Cheng Tietou jumped off the machine gun and hid in the trench with his group of subordinates.

Tang Dao said that no matter whether it is equipment or territory, everything will be there as long as people are there.

In front of this big guy that can turn thousands of meters into a sea of ​​fire, staying alive is the most important thing.

Mo Songzi did not hide, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't hide where he was.

The boulder was his only barrier.

After stuffing his precious machine gun into the crack of the stone, Mo Songzi could only stare at the black iron block hitting him.

Yes! From Mo Songzi's perspective, the iron block was hitting him directly.

"Damn it, my luck has run out! Old ancestors, come quickly! If you don't come, no one will burn paper and incense for you during the New Year and other festivals." Mo Songzi hoped almost desperately.

As for him, it has been a single-generation family for three generations. If he dies, Mojia Village at the foot of Mogan Mountain will lose another branch.

Then, the old ancestor of the Mo family probably can't bear it anymore. If Mo Songzi is finished, the incense will really be cut off.

Mo Songzi's good luck is here again.

The big iron ball didn't hit Mo Songzi, or even Hill No. 1, but flew over the top of Hill No. 1, leaped over the treetops, flashed over the heads of several Chinese soldiers who had closed their eyes and waited for death, and slammed into the ground fiercely.

However, it was at the bottom of the mountain...

That guy was so powerful that it shook the earth and mountains!

Both the Chinese and Japanese who witnessed all this were stunned.

. . . . . . . .

This is really a super magical reality event.

The Japanese plane rolled up a cloud of dust in front of the Japanese infantry's position.

Whether in the past, present or future, it is not uncommon for fighter planes to accidentally bomb their own infantry.

But that mostly happened when pilots at high altitudes could not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy or the intelligence was wrong and dropped the bombs in the wrong place. As it is now, a group of Japanese infantrymen dressed in distinctive shit-yellow uniforms are looking forward to their own air force to kill the Chinese, but they never thought that their fighter planes would accidentally drop bombs on their heads. That is unheard of.

Li Shoushan and the Japanese Army Major, whose heads were buzzing, opened their mouths wide, and they could no longer complain about the stupidity of the "navy millipedes".

The Chinese observation posts also hesitated for more than ten seconds before calling the Tang Dao in the rear.

"What the hell? The Japanese dropped bombs in front of their infantry positions?" The battle-hardened Tang Dao was also shocked by the news.

The Japanese naval aviation is so awesome, do their mothers know? No wonder they will be beaten by American cowboys in the future.

"Pay attention and keep the whole army hidden to prevent the Japanese army from getting angry and using artillery to bombard!" Tang Dao looked at the two Japanese planes rushing forward, and a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Lieutenant Niu Chang slipped his hand due to nervousness, and the other Japanese plane was probably affected. In a hurry, he also dropped the bomb in advance, and the bomb exploded about 300 meters away from the entrance of the No. 1 highland tunnel. The dense forest in the mountains weakened the air wave by more than half. Cheng Tieshou and his men were hiding in the trenches, and they were almost not affected except for the ears being shaken by the huge noise. Mo Songzi and his men were not hurt except for the pain of the wind and sand hitting their faces.

The last two heavy bombs were dropped one on their heads and the other on the mountains.

At this time, the Japanese planes had been circling in this mountainous area for more than 20 minutes. According to Tang Dao, if they came again, the machine guns could not fire at all, and everyone could kill the two Japanese planes by hiding.

Even if you are playing games, there is a fuel consumption value! This place is nearly 300 kilometers away from the sea. The combat radius of the Type 96 carrier-based fighter is only 500 to 600 kilometers. If you want to carry heavy bombs, you are destined to not be able to attack with full fuel.

If you have the ability, fly back and play again.

But the over-fertilized Lieutenant Niuchang was almost shot in the face with blood. How could he have the courage? After the two fighters dropped the heavy bombs under the belly of the plane, they flew away without hesitation, leaving the Jing'an Army and Japanese infantry on the ground to scold them like dogs.

Hey, I can't hear it anyway! This is the bombing accuracy of the Imperial Navy that you want.

That accuracy is really awesome.

600 meters in front of Hill No. 1 is a simple field position built by the Japanese army. That is a good habit formed by the Japanese army for a long time. No matter where they are, they must first dig a trench that can bury themselves.

The main reason may be that it is easier for them to dig than the Chinese army. Not only does each soldier carry a single-soldier engineer shovel, but their legs are shorter, right?

According to the usual practice during wartime, most Japanese soldiers hid in simple field trenches, but now they had to watch their own bombers dive and drop bombs.

Perhaps, the regular Japanese army disdained to cheer for the navy's millipedes, but this did not mean that the Jing'an Army thought so.

For the Jing'an Army, whether it was the Japanese navy or the army, they were all masters, and they had to bow their heads and bend their waists when they saw them.

Therefore, many Jing'an soldiers, led by their company commanders and platoon leaders, walked out of the trenches and stood on the open ground to cheer for the navy masters.

Unexpectedly, the big bomb was coming towards them.

Those who reacted quickly fell to the ground at the first time, those who were too quick turned around and jumped into the trench not far away, and those with the longest nerve reflex arc just stood there in a daze with their hippo mouths open.

The 250-pound bomb landed more than 300 meters away from a group of Jing'an Army infantrymen, and exploded!

Such a terrible big guy, of course, turned everything within a radius of 50 meters into powder, but the fate of the lackey infantry was not so tragic, and they were still outside this terrible killing range.

However, there are also terrible shock waves and vibration waves! The most direct air wave shock wave expands this killing range several times.

All materials exposed on the surface within 500 meters will be swept away by the air wave.

The surging shock wave will overturn countless Jing'an Army infantrymen far away like leaves blown by the wind. Those who lie on the ground are certainly much better than those who stand or turn around and run away stupidly, but if the lying posture is not correct, it is also fatal.

The ground vibration energy caused by the explosion of heavy bombs is enough to damage the internal organs of soldiers whose chests and abdomens touch the ground. Under the medical conditions of this era, they are basically finished.

Not to mention the Japanese army that is only three or four hundred meters away from the explosion point, even the trenches on the high ground are falling down with dirt and debris, which also shows the horror of this heavy bomb.

The lackeys were lucky. If the bomb had fallen 200 meters further, or even 100 meters, most of the people would not have been knocked over by the air wave and their internal organs would have been injured. Of the two or three hundred people standing on the battlefield, no more than half would have been able to return intact.

Even so, according to the Japanese war reports that were later declassified, the "mistaken bombing" caused non-combat casualties of 30 Jing'an Army infantrymen and 5 people from the 6th Infantry Battalion of the Kunizaki Detachment, 20 of whom died one by one within three days after the incident.

Kunizaki Zheng, who had not yet arrived here, almost fell off his Qingcong horse when he received the battle report from the front.

Marine millipedes, you are so useless!